December 10- REBEKKA LIEN @ Silverlake Art Craft & Vintage

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SAVE THE DATE:
  • SHOP FOR CHRISTMAS PRESENTS (& yourself) DECEMBER 10 (10-4pm) @ Rebekka’s Booth!REBEKKA IS LAUNCHING!
    Wondering what to buy your friend or girlfriend/girl friend? Visit my booth and find snazzy-

    + REBEKKA.LIEN JEWELRY (buy it before anyone else! Limited Editions Not Posted Online)

    + ONE OF A KIND REBEKKA FASHION Creations

    + Vintage & UNIQUE goods from all over the world

    + Enter a drawing for a FREE Limited Time Only REBEKKA LIEN JEWELRY

    GIFT WRAPPING PROVIDED.

    Come support your local friend and artist (me). I appreciate your support!!

    SILVERLAKE ART* CRAFT & VINTAGE IS A MONTHLY FUNDRAISER CREATED BY LOCAL LA ART GALLERY GHETTOGLOSS, TO SUPPORT THE STUDENT PROGRAM DEVELOPMENT AT LAUSD.

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    Love,
    Rebekka Lien

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Having a Satisfied Soul & Returning To My First Love

How could I have given into the lie?
How could I have stopped playing and enjoying life?
I let go of my vision of enjoying life, and became a slave to profit and money, that which society calls security.
When I found myself in front of the keyboard, creating rhythm, singing…I knew that for more than a year, I had lost my vision for playing.
I could not have discovered my loss if I continued to work, to survive, to “thrive” in those peoples’ eyes.
I could not have discovered my first love, my first language again if I pushed myself to “achieve” and to be like everyone else.

It is ironic how we need to be completely stripped of all that society gave us to believe, is security, to find what really matters.
We need to be completely broke, unable to sum up rent. We need to sell our cars, eat ramen noodles, suffer the humiliation of being unable to pay for a drink.

All that society tells us, through commercials, through people- need to be dumped into the garbage.

I feel so free, so relaxed, so myself. I cry and laugh when I want to. I’m in tune with my soul, with my emotions, with my goals. I’m in tune when I’m with people, I don’t think about what I’m doing next, what my schedule is.

I feel completely comfortable in my own skin. I feel no remorse, no anxiety, my muscles are laid back and in place. Tension was my yester-year.

It was the end of July that I left my full time job. I rested for a month and bought a plane ticket to Australia. There, I experienced life to the overfull. I experienced joy, deep suffering, lost, laughter, reflection, peace, and lastly “being”. I experienced what it meant to be. To be aware of all that my life was, to care deeply for strangers I just met. I experienced something that I wish everyone could sense, gain with their souls.

I experienced the deep connection of sorrow, joy, lost, apprehension, goals- the likes of which connects us human beings. Though we came from different nations, our humanity linked us, bonded us.

It’s October 27, 2011. Halloween is coming. Thank you God for giving me freedom to be me, to pursue my dreams, to live a life of love that embraces pain and has no regrets. I feel a twinge of thankfulness, that I am overfilled, overflowing, that it took me one year to truly regain what I had lost, the disappointment that caused me to give up singing and being free.

Today, though I am unable to spend money freely, I feel more joy than I have ever felt. I don’t need many external luxuries to satisfy my soul, I already have a satisfied soul. I pray that I may never go back to where I came from, that I would live out of simply being.

The 9 to What?

The 9 to What?

Hi Folks!

I’m officially back in Los Angeles, hopefully won’t be going too far for now. I went to Oakland, San Francisco, Santa Cruz, San Jose, Mountain View all in 4-5 days. It was a weekend of catching up with close friends and family, and thinking about “what’s next”.

Of course, many of you ask “are you going to find a job?”

No, I’m not going to find a job, but I am going to continue working with people that are like- minded, on projects that will provide financially so I can pay the rent. Asides from that, my work will always be my hobby. Tomorrow I will be meeting with a fellow musician who is coming out with her album and touring soon- maybe we’ll end up collaborating. The opportunities are endless!!

How about you? (yes, I’m asking you!)- what are your goals for the future? Working the 9 to 5 job, or becoming your own boss?

Times will get tough when you decide to quit your job and be your own boss, but like I said to my cousin today “to me, work is never work, it’s basically what I was born to love, I never think of improving my ebay store or ways of marketing myself as a ‘job’, my brain just functions smoothly like that, without motivation, it’s innate”.

Work= Doing what I love.

Look forward to more of my adventures!

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Freedom To Be, To Choose

Drawing that I finished. Copyright: Rebekka Lien. I have made this into cards too- for sell proceeds going to charity- to be announced.

Life Is Unexpected.

Fury, laughter, and silence.

Drops of rain cover my window pane.

I am hovering like a helicopter.

Not flying, nor landing.

Heads drooping.

Flowers rotting.

Call me from the grave

This life is short, but beautiful

searching for eternity in my heart

I have yet to experience travels of miles, lands, terrains, hills, valleys, oceans, mountains

and.

stories, people, embraces, laughter, tears

there’s much to come

The strong aren’t strong at all.

Teach me to catch today by the hands.

For I am just another unique masterpiece

writing a story of your glory with my life.

that you have given me.

I could have not existed, not even have a soul, a thought, a conscience,

a heart.

It would be like

having a mouth zipped, brains frozen, body a vegetable,

incapable, lifeless, heartless, thoughtless

BUT.

I sit.

Alive

Writing
Thinking
Drawing
Feeling

One cannot comprehend the gift that is us. To be given life, a book, a blank book we choose to write any story we want.
To be given life, a blank canvas we choose to create any image we want.
To be given life, a song, a melody we choose to write, conduct, and compose.

What is it ? I hear.

We have. We have freedom to choose. What will you choose to create out of your life, what story will it be? What melody?

I hope it will be beautiful.

Make it beautiful, choose to be.

Be BEYOND uncontrollable circumstances

Be the person you TRULY DESIRE to be.